Free Print

I love mail and love free stuff, so today, I am giving away this print.
To win, leave a comment that, in a single sentence, tells me about a “bad mom” moment, and a winner will be chosen at random on Friday. If you do not win, no worries! There will be more treats throughout the holiday season.
Here is my bad mom-single sentence memory:
When William was very young I treated his constipation with strong coffee and then sent him on a field trip to a park.

Happy month of thanks.

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About kellyinrepeat

mom, wife, artist, writer, teacher, dog lover, pie maker, who believes that all things are possible
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9 Responses to Free Print

  1. oolung says:

    Haha! I don’t think this qualifies as a “bad mum” moment πŸ™‚
    Not a mum myself. Was trying to remember a “bad mum” moment about my own mum and… amazingly, nothing comes to mind. My wonderful mum is as perfect as mums go. So no print for me, I guess… πŸ˜€ Too bad, I like it a lot πŸ™‚

  2. Mary says:

    Since I am not a Mom, I must reflect upon my own mom’s bad mom moments-so here is my bad Mom sentence: Waking up for high school, I just had to say Mom i do not feel so good, and she would call me in sick, and then take me to the mall shopping!

  3. Maureen says:

    When my twins were babies I locked them in the mini van (accidentally, but still!)

  4. Nick Hughes says:

    Pulling my son around the yard in a sled in fresh snow(around junior kindergarten age) and ran his head into the deck stairs. Close second: “Supervising” bath time and watching him fall into tub fully clothed..shoes and all (age 5 ish)

  5. jgroeber says:

    An entry for my mother who “cannot work that interweb thing” and who would gift the print to one of her top three favorite daughters (me). After we realized that my brother, who was severely retarded (insert “developmentally delayed” if you prefer), ate part or all of a dead mouse he found in the firewood by the fireplace next to his chair, my mother found a card with a fat cartoon cat on it that read, “Love to eat them micies, Micies what I love to eat. Bite they little heads off. Nibble on they tiny feet.” and tacked it to my brother’s bedroom door. Granted, it’s a run-on sentence, but you have to admit, it’s a contender. Still working on my entry. πŸ˜‰

      • jgroeber says:

        Too much? Wait until you see mine! (Actually, here’s hoping I can’t actually beat that.)

      • jgroeber says:

        My kids (ages 3-6) have gotten a bit lackadaisical about getting their carseat seatbelts on and keeping them on, and so in a John-Irving-inspired moment last week, I drove up the driveway a bit too quickly and firmly applied the breaks and they all went flying right into the front seat of the minivan. Mother of the Year 2013. (They keep their seatbelts on now.)

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